Friday, July 25, 2014

Thianna D is here today to lead the discussion of Exile to Unity, Tara Finnegan's contribution to the Corbin's Bend Series.

Take it away Thianna....

Of the 8 stories so far within the Corbin’s Bend universe,
this one is uniquely its own. What do I mean by that? This story is about the
rebuilding of a relationship after a tragedy.

Ange and Jim O’Brien come to Corbin’s Bend with their tails
between their legs. Outed in their home of Ireland for being kinky and having
just gone through a horrifying court case due to it, it seems to be a last try
to get things on an even footing. Unfortunately, even footing isn’t where our
hero and heroine are at. Going to a kink-friendly community after what they’ve
gone through seems like a great idea, only Ange isn’t too interested in the
domestic discipline side of things and Jim wants to give it a go, wanting the
wife he loved, back.

Hello, compromise? Well, at first no. It’s more like hello,
confrontation. These two are new to living a DD lifestyle and that is bound to
bring out the tiger in both of them. Unfortunately, when a single woman in the
community sees Jim as her savior and kind of falls for him, Ange has two
options: Possibly lose the man she loves or put on the gloves and step into the
ring.

1: How would you react if your ‘kink’ became public
knowledge?

2: Forgiveness is a
major theme of this story. Ange’s especially. She has to come to forgive
herself, Jim, the people who tried to ruin her, even Carla. To me, this makes
her an incredibly strong character: to recognize what she needs to do and to do
it, damn the consequences. If someone tried to come between you and your
partner, could you forgive them like Ange does?

3: Discipline is at the heart of what Jim is trying to get
Ange to accept, not just physical discipline, but the ability to discipline
herself – to not let everyone else take pieces of her and most of all to lean
on him and let him know what’s going on. An important scene in the story is
when Jim punishes Ange with an enema. The symbolic meaning of it is incredibly
intense. She’s been keeping things from him and he plans to force them out of
her, one way or another.

To me this is definitely a ‘let the punishment fit the
crime’ instance. I’ve never really considered an enema as part of discipline
until Tara told me about the scene and I loved how it worked. What are some
other kinks that do well as ‘let the punishment fit the crime’ discipline?

4: At one point, Jim decides they need a document to point
out all the rules that Ange needs to follow, basically copying down some stuff
he saw online. This gave me a giggle. Has your SO or HoH ever tried to get you
to adhere to someone else’s rules of conduct? And if so, how did you make them
see sense?

Excerpt:

“Remind me, what’s it for?” He stopped spanking to give her
a chance to speak.

“For saying fuck, but I think it’s unfair, we both swear and
we always did. I don’t see why I should be punished.”

“It’s not just about one swear word, and you know it. You
made your guests uncomfortable. You saw Bethany’s face.”

“Yes, but I don’t think it was about the language, it was
because I criticized DD. But I shouldn’t have done that. Or slighted you.”

“Good girl, Ange, finally. An admission. That didn’t hurt,
did it?”

“N-no, I suppose not.”

“I know you think I’m unfair, but you really have to curtail
the callers. It’s happening too often. I agree that you would have welcomed my
friends as you said, but I don’t think you would have been happy if it was the
third evening this week, would you?”

When he put it like that, Ange could accept that he had a
point. If the house was constantly inundated by Jim’s friends in the evenings,
she would soon get irritated. And she could accept that had she walked in and
heard him deriding her the way she had been him, she would have been less than
impressed. She shook her head.

“Now relax those cheeks and open up to the punishment. This
part will hurt, more than the admission.” He brought his belt down hard, and it
was as much as Ange could do not to scream as the cruel implement met its
target, sending a wide stripe of red hot agony through her already heated
buttocks. A pillow muffled her yelp.

“One, Sir,” she counted. This continued to ten, hard and
fast and she called out the stroke, crying by now. She was already scorched by
his hand spanking and the belt was just so damn painful. “Copper,” she roared.

He stopped. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s too much, too sore,” she sobbed.

“Is that all? It’s a punishment , Ange, it’s supposed to
hurt. But you can have a breather. Go and stand in the corner . Leave your
pajamas down. Hands on your head and nose pressed to the wall.”

Ange found the waiting almost worse than the actual
spanking. She felt ridiculously embarrassed, standing there in that position,
bottom sticking out, sore and no doubt bright red. And Jim’s eyes, she could
feel them boring into her, even though she couldn’t see them. Her tears had stopped,
humiliation now overriding any physical pain. Then he ordered her to stay like
that while he checked on the children. And there she waited, not daring to move
until he returned. Ange estimated he must have been gone at least ten minutes .
The sting might have subsided but now she had aching arms to add to her
discomfort. She was almost relieved when he returned. But he kept her in that
position, standing close behind her, close enough that she could feel his
breath on her neck and his body heat radiating off him . Jim made her stand
like that for a further five minutes while he scolded her again about her
behavior, before finally telling her to return to the bed for the remainder of
her spanking.

He brought the belt down again, this time, as a concession,
switching to her pale white thighs, which hadn’t been spanked yet. She yelped
again at that, her thighs weren’t as tough as her behind as he didn’t spank
them as often but he ignored her pleas and yells. When he came to sixteen he
paused.

“Four more, Ange. You can take them here or if it really is
too much, I can do your tits. Your choice.”

Some choice , he’d never spanked her breasts, not even
lightly, but her whole back end was on fire. She’d often told him that having
her breasts punished was a fantasy, ever since reading Jane Eyre in her late
teens; the scene where Jane had to open her top of smock to be punished by her
boarding school teacher. She felt her pussy pulsate at the idea as she
considered her options. But a belt on the breasts would be too much she feared,
especially if he caught her nipples.

“N-n-no. It’s okay, continue. Nearly there.” Ange braced
herself and accepted the last four as quietly as she could. Funnily enough, she
was no longer angry. She just wanted it over with. She wanted the cold war to
end, to join the family in front of the TV, and laugh along with them.

“I’m sorry I embarrassed you,” Ange offered as soon as he
stopped spanking. “Can we start the evening over? And I’ll try not to have the
house full so often.”

She gingerly moved to a sitting position but it was a tall
order as every inch of her rear and thighs stung like hell. He sat beside her
and hugged her tight.

“I’m afraid we’re losing us and becoming two separate
people. We have been for a couple of years now. We need to get back on track
before it’s too late. I want DD to try to stop the rot, and it’s not about
punishing you, it’s more about how close we get afterwards. Can we give it a
try?”

“I don’t want you turning into something I’m afraid of.”

“Don’t be silly.” He laughed kindly, “you’re afraid of
nothing and no-one, Ange, trust me. But if we set rules and stick to them then
it could work. What if I promise not to spank outside the rules and we do a
review every couple of weeks to see how it feels for both of us?”

“Two weeks, then we review , deal?” Ange twisted his words
to her advantage.

“Too short, two weeks and we talk about it, but I think we
need to try it for at least a few months.”

“One month is the best I’ll offer. You have one month to
convince me.”

“It’s a start, I suppose,” he agreed. “Come on downstairs
now, please?” Rising, he took her by the hand and gently pulled her up. “I’d
really much rather climb in there beside you and fuck the arse of you, but we
better go spend the evening with the kids. Later – it’s a promise.”

Ange allowed him to pull her up, reluctantly. She too would
have much preferred he came into bed and put the anger behind them, starting
afresh by connecting through passionate lovemaking. But she was glad to go and
join the kids, too. They had experienced the chill in the air to some extent
and it wasn’t their fault that she had been grumpy. It could keep. Getting the
family unit back on the right track was way more important.

Friday, July 18, 2014

It's going to be a Corbin's Bend Summer (or what's left of summer) here on Spanking Stories Book Club. Tara Finnegan is here today to lead the discussion of Emily Tilton's Sarah's Tutorial.

Emily Tilton’s wonderful novella, Sarah’s Tutorial, Book two
in the Corbin’s Bend series, to me represents a number of things.

First of all, it is a story of first love, of the intense,
life-changing, coming-of-age and sexual awakening experience that rocks your
soul. That the first love is also a heavy D/s type relationship only adds to
the intensity in my opinion.

Secondly, it is a story of how prejudice and interference
can so severely hurt and damage a person and indeed a relationship. Sarah’s
parents rejection of her chosen partner, and lifestyle are so harmful that it
almost breaks her. And John’s desire to do the right thing for Sarah further
twists the knife in the heart of a young woman who was born to love so totally
and submissively. For a time Sarah loses her beautiful givingness.

And of course it is a story of hope and strength – how
prejudice and misunderstanding can be overcome if only you can be strong and
someone bends, even just a little.

It’s beautifully written, the innocence of a twenty one year
old is depicted in the wonderful almost
childish phrases Sarah uses to describe her private places, and as she grows in
confidence and self awareness, while more worldly and crude expressions are
used at the appropriate times, her sweet coyness and gentility remain.

John the more worldly Dom, while more experienced and
more sexually free, cannot fail to be
enchanted by the beautiful innocence he is offered, even appreciating it all the more when the
seemingly pure young lady has a delicious wanton side that she wishes to share
with him.

My Questions.

1. The first intimate scene between Sarah and John was
incredibly intense and very lengthy, it spanned several chapters. Initially,
Sarah, who had a crush on her professor, decided it would be a thrill to seduce
him. A combination of innocence and that self-assurance that only the young
have made her quite sure that John would be grateful for whatever attentions
she chose to bestow on him. Within moments, John had taken charge of the
situation and shown Sarah the Dom he was, and the sub she was. By the time the
first meeting was over, both recognized that they had started something very
special indeed.

Do you think it is possible to recognize a Dom or a sub
within that short a timeframe, and to connect on a subconscious level the way
John and Sarah did in Sarah’s Tutorial? And also, do you feel it is possible to know that what you are
experiencing is indeed love, rather than lust, or excitement, or immense
interest in someone? Do you think love at first sight can happen?

2. Secondly, although Sarah is clearly the initiator, John is
Sarah’s professor, and is a quarter of a century older than her. Her parents
are horrified, assuming that as John is both in a position of authority
over Sarah, and so much more worldly
wise, (and given the Master/slave nature of the relationship) that he is in
effect an abuser. I admit I had a real conflict of interest as I read, I had
come to know John and Sarah, and I really wanted them to be happy, but as a
parent I couldn’t hep but put myself in Joe and Maeve’s shoes. In the end Maeve
offered an olive branch to her daughter, and I was so relieved. I honestly
don’t know how I would feel if it was me and my daughter though. I think
probably my first reaction would be no way (because of the age difference, I
think I would assume a hero worship crush) but I hope I might let them get on
with it, in the hope it would burn itself out! How do you fee about it? Do you find that overstepping the boundaries
of professional ethics and moral
behavior? How would you react to a family member embarking on a similar
situation? Would you be able to stand back and examine the situation or would
you do as Sarah’s parents did, try to call an immediate halt to it?

3. I would have expected that Maeve and Joe, Sarah’s parents,
living in Corbin’s Bend as they did, should have been more open to diversified
relationships. They initially would have entered Corbin’s Bend so they could
enjoy the freedom of a spanking and Taken in Hand relationship. Yey when the
chips were down, they couldn’t afford their daughter that same understanding
that they had sought. Did that surprise you while you read the story unfold?
How did it make you feel/ think? Do you find this an issue with life in
general, that people will talk about the right to freedom of choice, as long as
that choice is acceptable to them? Or do you find that people who make
alternative choices are more open to variances? Or is it even possible to make
a broad sweeping statement on any kind of prejudice?

4. One thing John was very clear about in the book, was that he
did not want Sarah throwing away her future because of her relationship with
him. He wanted her to reach her potential, academically speaking. Where do you
stand on sacrifice for love? How far would you go? How far are you comfortable
with seeing the characters in a book go?

Thank you so much for joining the discussion on Sarah’s
Tutorial. I look forward to reading your thoughts, both on the book, and on the
general questions it raises in the minds of the reader. This was a very thought
provoking book, and as a result some of the questions are pretty thought
provoking too. But please, do join in in so far as you are willing to. Feel
free to make general comments on your feelings about the book or the
discussion, or perhaps one or two of the questions, even if you don’t want to
answer each question individually.

Before I finish I’d to say I commend Emily Tilton for
writing a book that even forces these questions into the mind of the reader
because I really love a book that both challenges me and makes me hot at once,
and this one certainly did.

The first time he caned her was a direct result of one of these tutorials. She had seen John's cane, in its place of honor on the bookcase in his office, had even dared to touch it when he wasn't looking. Her fear of it was huge and delicious, for she knew that sooner or later she would feel it across her bottom, and yet she couldn't imagine what it would feel like.

John asked her about whether she had read a certain article about the rape of Lucretia that he had told her to read, and of course she hadn't. "I would hate to think, Miss Harshaw," he said, "that our erotic pursuits are getting in the way of your studies."

"Oh, no, you wouldn't," Sarah said, without thinking about it.

"That's the kind of answer that gets young ladies caned, Miss Harshaw," John said. "Would you care to rethink it?"

"No, Sir," she replied, annoyed he implied that fucking her was less important than teaching her Roman history.

"Go to the office, young lady, and get over my desk. I will be there to punish you in a few moments."

"With the cane?!"

"Yes, Miss Harshaw, with the cane. It is high time you understood that your education is not a proper object of your disdain."

Had he been looking for an opportunity to use the cane on her, or did he really think the tutorial was more important? She was surprised at how angry she was about it. Who the fuck cared about the rape of Lucretia? Did John really love her, or was she just his latest tutee?

She was so pissed off that she actually didn't get over the desk, but rather stood there in his office, fuming. He found her standing in the center of the floor, looking at him. She was naked but for her collar, of course, but that didn't matter at all, since she was so used to it by now. This incident happened in perhaps the third week of October.

"Do you really think..." she began.

"Get over my desk, NOW, Miss Harshaw." He did not raise his voice. As far as Sarah could tell, John never, ever raised his voice. But the tone of it instantly reasserted his dominance over her. Her pussy tingled and flowed and she obeyed.

She heard him take the cane from the bookshelf with a little rattling sound.

"Sir..." she said. "I'm sorry."

"Not as sorry as you're going to be, Miss Harshaw," he said, drily, and began to cane her. After six, she did, actually scream "Yellow!"

"Listen to me, young lady," he said, right after that. "My love for you is the most important thing in the entire universe as far as I'm concerned. I'm willing to proceed on the supposition that the same is true, in the converse, for you."

Sarah quietly sobbed. Had she ever, ever, ever felt anything more painful than the six welts across her bottom, John's welts? She didn't think so.

"But that doesn't give me a license to harm your prospects, if we stoop to that Victorian phrase. What if I died tomorrow? What if our relationship couldn't continue, for any of a number of very good reasons?"

"There's no good reason. None," she said miserably.

"Grant me this, Sarah. Perhaps there are good reasons. I can't think of any right now, but perhaps there are. I would owe it to you, and you would owe it to yourself, that you were prepared to continue with your studies. You are brilliant. I don't know if you're going to write a book about Livy, or about Roman history, or about anything related. Frankly, I don't know if people will still be writing things called 'books' ten years from now. But you have a gift for classical history, and probably for a lot of related things, and I'm not going to let you waste it because I want to fuck you in the ass every night for the rest of eternity."

"Oh, God... John..." The pain from the cane welts had begun to fade, and it was communicating itself to Sarah's pussy in a truly extraordinary way.

"What?"

"Um... make love to me?" (That was the first time Sarah ever uttered that phrase.)

He kneeled behind her now, the cane thrown aside, with his face buried in her ass and she was screaming. She came, and then he carried her the short distance over to the office couch, settling her on top of his cock, holding her burning bottom cheeks in his big hands.

"I'm going to teach you to ride me, now," he said softly, and he began to guide her upon him, until they moved in rhythm. "Does that feel nice, sweetheart?" he asked.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, yes, Sir."

John tsked at her foul language and looked up into her face. She saw an expression in his eyes she hadn't ever seen before: Certainly it was not in any way a submissive expression, but it wasn't really dominant–just... loving. He wanted to make her feel good; that she feel good was his will for her at that moment. She felt tears well up in her eyes.

"Sir... thank you for caning me."

He smiled up at her. "Any time, young lady."

Blurb:

When Professor John Dunn moves to Corbin's Bend, hoping to live the spanking-centered BDSM lifestyle for which he has always yearned, he gets more than he bargained for when his brilliant student Sarah Harshaw sets out to seduce him. Sarah, in turn, gets much more than she bargained for when she finds herself taken in hand, and loving it. Both John and Sarah know that their torrid D/s relationship is wrong, but both also know that they have found in the other a true partner not just erotically, but intellectually as well.

Will their love survive the trials that inevitably befall it when Sarah's parents find out, and confront John? Can Sarah convince John that she knew what she was doing when she entered his office even though wearing his collar wasn't in her game-plan?

Friday, July 11, 2014

I did so much blogging in June and I'm sort of slacking off in July, but thanks for stopping by today.

I thoroughly enjoyed Patricia Green's Eddie My Love, the third in her ROMANTEK series.

Blurb: Willow Camber wants to get away from it all. Her business has taken over her life, and none of the men she's dated recently want her as a person rather than as a mega-corp. Her vacation plan is a time-travel, virtual reality trip into a film noire mystery--Bogie and Bacall writ large and in color- -so different from the twenty-second century life she currently leads.

Eddie Reston needs a break from his hectic life, away from his nagging ex-wife. His passion is old novels about hard-boiled detectives of the 1950s. A Romantek virtual reality vacation is just the ticket for a guy like him, more an early Charles Bronson than a Cary Grant.

When Willow and Eddie meet to solve a murder mystery, their attraction is instant, even though Willow sometimes needs active correction. But Romantek forbids them to give away their true names during the vacation, so they can't pair up in their own century. They struggle to find a way, but it remains elusive. Can Eddie and Willow cheat the Romantek system and set up a real life meeting, or will their new found love be lost when reality intrudes?

Friday, July 4, 2014

Happy July 4 to those in the US. Thanks for stopping by.

Natasha Knight is here to share one of her favorite Spanking Books.

Blurb

Judgment--the ultimate disciplinary establishment, a forbidding
mountain fortress where unfortunate young women are taken and trained to become
the perfect submissives for a world-wide market. Abandoned to the whims of
Judgment's ruthless masters, Callie McGuire descends into the depths of this
prison, discovering a new capacity for sensuality as she becomes Mischief, the
personal plaything of the Mountain Lord.

I've read this book three times now I think, maybe four. It was
recommended to me by Trent Evans when I asked for a darker read without a
depressing ending and I can tell you, after some months, I still think about
it.

Denise Hall is another pen name Maren Smith uses to write darker
erotica in case you did not know. Part of what captured me in this book was the
non-con, abduction scenario and what subsequently happened to Mischief at the
fortress. The book opens with Mischief in police custody after she's been
separated from her Master, The Mountain Lord, Tane. Throughout the first half
of the book, I couldn’t decide what I wanted - for Mischief to be 'saved' from
him or for her to be returned to her Master. Tane was not a kind man, he never
once let her off the hook and punished her harshly from the beginning, but
somewhere in those pages, something happened and I wanted them to be reunited. I
can't really explain it because this book was the definition of non-con, and I
shouldn't want that, right? I should
want her to be rescued…???

So my questions for you follow but I'd love to hear any others you
have or any parts of the story that stayed with you. For me, the words "This one loves her Master, heart and
soul," are so powerful, I can still hear Mischief say them.

1. This was darker than the usual spanking fiction I read but I have a
great love of the capture fantasy. Maybe it's the idea of being wholly at
someone else's mercy, but only if that someone else takes a very special
interest in you. What did you think of how the story opened, how Judgment was
introduced, how the Mountain Lord and the other Masters were introduced? Was it
too much too fast and too harsh, or did it make you sit up and pay attention?
Make you give up a night of sleep because youhad to keep reading?

2. There was no time wasted when the first sex scene in the book was a
non-consensual anal scene. To me, this is the ultimate act of power over
another. Did this turn you off to the book or to Tane or did it have the
opposite effect?

3. This book hit all the right buttons for me and one of the reasons
for that was the way the punishment scenes were done. The demerit caning was
probably the most intense. What do you look for in a corporal punishment scene
and how detailed do you like it to be? Did you find the punishments in this
book to be too severe or difficult to read? Have you ever stopped reading a
book because you found the spankings
to be harsh or excessive?

4. How long do you think it would take to break a woman in a setting
such as Judgment?

5. At one point, Mischief walks out of Judgment but stops. No one is
following her (she believes) and she can escape, but she doesn't. Instead, she
turns around and goes back to Tane, slips back into bed with him, touching him,
her tormentor. How did this particular scene make you feel? Were you telling
her to run or by now, were you hoping someone would come out and take her back?